Manders - The Moth and the Flame
Part 1 - A pregnant wife dips her toes in vanilla OF content.
Life is funny. You've been told since you were knee-high to a grasshopper to work hard, be responsible, save your money, and live by that good ol' southern gentleman's code. You spend your youth grinding through college, climbing corporate ladders, building credit and saving for a home. It will all pay off.
And it does.
That's how you land yourself a beautiful southern woman like Mander_of ("Manders") as your wife.

Be the provider, the protector, the man of principles you were raised to be. But it still isn't easy landing a woman like her. You have to wine and dine her, take her on nice trips and vacations. Airfare, accommodations. It adds up. But it's all worth it when you secure the ring one day with a girl like her.



After all, she's a knockout southern gal, a brunette with those deep brown eyes that could melt butter and curves that make grown men buckle at the knees. Sweet as tea when she wants to be. Smart too - runs her "small business" from home while you're out breaking your back.
You pull it off, to your credit. You get the golden girl.
And now you're living the dream with your gorgeous wife. But to have it all, you're sweating through another 12-hour shift at the plant. All worth it though for the smoke show you get to come home to at the end of the day, right?
Her tight pussy, sumptuous breasts, round ass, and soft pillowy lips. Rewarding.
Even on the nights you don't get lucky, you pinch yourself just knowing at the end of each day you get to slide into bed with her. Spooning her under the covers and cozying up to that fat southern booty on a cold night makes it all worth it.
But things take a turn, because life is funny. And this is where the fairy tale ends and the phantasmagoric reality begins.
The story of Manders.
Mid thirties, married southern, all-American MILF wife.
Note: I will stick to the facts, with only mild inferences, following the clues that have been left. Like Sherlock and the Hounds of Baskerville. Let's hasten towards the avenues the clues lead us down. And I'll warn you, reader. The evidence paints a picture clearer than I'd care to admit.
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A couple years ago, in 2023, Manders starts an OF.
The thinking? My guess: a quick 2k a month wouldn't hurt for the mortgage, easy cash.
So hubby agrees to it. He encourages her little "side business." Just some tasteful lingerie pics, maybe a bikini try-on haul.


"We could use the extra cash anyway," he probably told her, thinking this was just a harmless way to monetize what he already knew - his pregnant wife was hotter than Mississippi in July.

I was there as an early subscriber, and I'll tell you: Things quickly got fairly risqué on her OF.
She was pregnant then – that beautiful round belly somehow made her even more brilliant, her breasts fuller, her skin glowing with that maternal sheen. Easy cash for a MILF-to-be.
And I was thrilled to see her show off that rack on her feed without the usual OF PPV shenanigans.
And a hell of a rack it was!
But things started off quite slow.
Pregnant Manders was a smoke show, sure, but without an audience, even the sexiest expectant mothers are anonymous.
She posted through her third trimester, even had some tasteful content showing off her "bounce back" body. The subscribers trickled in, but no spectacular numbers.
She even posted some pics and short clip-author="wboat72">